#ableism #disability #chronicillness #accessibility

So raise your voice, your glass, your children
Don’t give into despair
This world is ours to preserve and cherish
To savour; and to share

You order in your favourite food
A local business, supported
You’re doing everything you can
When evil seems unthwarted

I can see how hard you try
I know it seems unbearable
But this weight is ours, hope will not die
And your spirit is repairable

She is painting a sunset
He’s discovering bubble bath
There are helpers and heroes, always
Blooming in a tragedy’s aftermath

You take a breath, put down the news
Let it sink into your chest
You find your mum, or phone a friend
All we can do is our best

A baby takes their first steps
Someone is cancer-free
A hospital has been built this week
We can plant a tree!

In crowded streets or quiet fields
Countless lovers have just met
To change each other and the world
Though they do not know it yet

That is to say, the guilt many disabled people feel for not always being able to be eco friendly is heartbreaking! Even though it’s really important to take environmentally friendly steps when and where we can, accessibility must always come first #ableism #disability #chronicillness #accessibility

so when the hope is too heavy to hold
here, I’ll take care of it, naturally
and when the spirals decide to unfold
you’re at the bottom, catching me

and when your toothbrush is next to mine, what then?
a whole new world of friendship can begin again!

yeah vampires and me, we’re one of a kind
rare and unseen, myths left behind
avoid mirrors at all costs
lest they show what we are not
healthy or real, one and the same
but I can eat garlic, oh sweet reframe

What is a flare up? A ‘flare up’ or ‘flare’ in chronic illness terms means a temporary worsening in severity of symptoms or condition that eventually subsides or lessens. Check out my Podcast Tea with HB for more info

#Disability #ChronicIllnessCommunity #Ableism

tysm for reading x

I didn’t ask my dad for tea
Though he brought it anyway
I didn’t ask my niece for food
But she fed me from my plate
Could the questions be our answer?
Could what we need be freely given?
Do we continue down this path?
Is ‘freedom’ the cage we all live in?